2019.10.18
Poetic me today...
2020.07.15
Flowers blooming on my side
Bring me light and happiness
Life is passing by or just
Feelings of uncertainty
Shining sun and light blue sky
Covering from rain
Windy air or perhaps
Movements of my energy...
When I was a kid, I adored Peter Pan and I wished to be Wendy. I wanted to go to Neverland and never come back... magical world where nobody grows old, and I could enjoy beautiful life over and over again...
2020.07.19
2020.07.26
Self portrait back to 2017...
What I see depends on my mood, my state of mind at that particular monent. I didn't see this dog before but now by looking at this painting again it popped up right away... You see what you think about, what worries you or what is important for you... I think that is the clue to understanding yourself.... that is the way our subconscious mind talks to us through art...
If there were no mirror in this world...
If you have never seen reflection of your face in the water...
How would you know how you look?
How would you describe your appearance?
How would you paint yourself if you were an artist?
If you were just asked to paint yourself without any reason...
If you just got a desire to paint yourself...
Definitely you wouldn't paint your physical body
Because you have no idea what it looks like...
So what would you paint?
Emotions, feelings, situations, thoughts, ideas...
Something invisible from outside but what shines from inside,
Something that molds your life, your daily activities,
Your communication with this world.
You would paint your true self...
2020.07.27
2020.08.16
We live different realities in life. Our experience of life varies dramatically. Rich and poor, free and slave, woman and man, child and adult, young and old,.. even color of our skin determines the way we experience life. Even though we are born on the same planet, very often we are more like aliens for each other.
We can jump from one reality to another. Every transition is like a death experience. You die in one reality in order to get to another reality. This transition might be pleasant or painful...
Multiple realities exist not only in human life but in the whole animal world. Animals that live in nature see reality different from the one a caged animal sees. Some animals are born in a cage and never gets their freedom. But there are others that were born free, and at some point of their life lost it.
I feel that in some way the reality of a free man is much closer to the reality of a free animal. And the reality of a slave person is more like of the reality of a caged bird.
Some portraits of people are full of details. Each and every wrinkle is there... But still something is missing. I feel like physical details don't add much to our understanding of inner world of a person. Of course it says a lot about age, race, even character of an individual but then limitations start. Probably because by seeing only outer appearance you can't paint inner one. Inner and outer world can't be described in the same manner because they do look different.
2021.05.03
Art as a tool
I never looked at art as a simple way of expressing beauty. In my understanding the world around us is already perfect expression of infinite beauty and wisdom.
I saw art as a possibility to dive into my subconscious mind, to discover hidden parts of my personality through my imagination, through endless combinations of colours and shapes.
I felt there should be a language of shapes, language of lines, language of colours that somehow can describe "things" that can't be described by our human language.
Maybe it's a crazy idea but... Images open the door, invisible door, - to the world that is in a way more real for me than the world that I see with my eyes. By saying "real" I mean more significant, prior to the one my body lives in.
So here we are. My hands move in a way that my mind can't understand. There is no specific goal...but my body ruled by some force keeps going on. Fascinating. Without thinking my body does its job. It's the same as when our bodies function on a daily basis supporting our physical existence without our "mental" consideration, it simply does what it should...and there is a force behind it much wiser than our mind.
The images might seem random. But are they? The source of these images lies in our subconscious. And our subconscious keeps everything we thought, we felt, we experienced. Huge storage room, like an ocean, deep and dark. What will come to the surface? That which is important at this particular moment of our existence.
It's like a dialogue between our subconscious mind and us. Strange dialogue in which instead of words we use colours and shape
2021.05.09
About the nature of images that come from your subconscious...
I never looked at art as a simple way of expressing beauty. In my understanding the world around us is already perfect expression of infinite beauty and wisdom.
I saw art as a possibility to dive into my subconscious mind, to discover hidden parts of my personality through my imagination, through endless combinations of colours and shapes.
I felt there should be a language of shapes, language of lines, language of colours that somehow can describe "things" that can't be described by our human language.
Maybe it's a crazy idea but... Images open the door, invisible door, - to the world that is in a way more real for me than the world that I see with my eyes. By saying "real" I mean more significant, prior to the one my body lives in.
So here we are. My hands move in a way that my mind can't understand. There is no specific goal...but my body ruled by some force keeps going on. Fascinating. Without thinking my body does its job. It's the same as when our bodies function on a daily basis supporting our physical existence without our "mental" consideration, it simply does what it should...and there is a force behind it much wiser than our mind.
The images might seem random. But are they? The source of these images lies in our subconscious. And our subconscious keeps everything we thought, we felt, we experienced. Huge storage room, like an ocean, deep and dark. What will come to the surface? That which is important at this particular moment of our existence.
It's like a dialogue between our subconscious mind and us. Strange dialogue in which instead of words we use colours and shape.
2021.05.13
A little frog in the pool
2021.06.16
Because I like to look diffferent
A little green frog lived in the pool surrounded by wall.
The pool was her world... The only world she was able to see, the only one place she knew how to live in.
Behind the wall was an inexplicable realm of things
she has never imagined, and she has never perceived.
To live in that pool and to die in that pool...What else could be?
To be like a ghost unable to leave its haunted house.
One day sun broke through the wall...
There was a hole! It was an exit from her limited world.
But would she dare to leave or dare to stay?
What would you say if you were that frog?..
P.S.Things happen in life that give us a chance to look behind the wall we used to be.
Sometimes world we live in get cracked. It might seem as "undesirable" and "dangerous" but it changes our perception, it gives us a glimpse of what is possible.
Luckily you don't have to wait for something to happen in "outer" world. By your will you can move out of your limitations because most of the time we are not surrounded by
physical walls but rather by mental ones.
Step out to the unknown is an amazing adventure. To discover new things is like
being reborn.
Without leaving your physical body, just by changing your perception, by learning something new about yourself and others you become a traveler.
In one life time you experience many lives.
I think it came to me from my mom...She didn't like the idea of having same clothes as other people did... Even for me and my sister she was trying to get clothes that other kids didn't have...
But I never thought I would ever make my own design for clothes or shoes. It was completely out of my mind.
It made me actually think how little we know about ourselves, what we can and can't do, what we would like or wouldn't like to do. Just by chance I got an opportunity to discover something new about myself. But there is still so much more to be discovered...
I made my first design for shoes because a friend of mine asked me to do so. That time I didn't know it would be a starting point for something much bigger.
Now I enjoy making handmade design for shoes, clothes and all kinds of products. I got confidence that I can actually make something nice and special for myself and others. It even became a necessity for me to make my outlook different from others.
I think all of us have the desire to show our individuality in some way. We just choose different tools to get to that goal.
2021.06.30
“Between two worlds” （students Share their ideas about the meaning of this artwork)
One painting, but with so different understandings... Why some see heaven and some see hell? Why does the painting make someone happy and someone afraid? Abstract paintings have the power to arouse our imagination, they speak not of themselves, but of you and me, of what we believe in, of our understanding of the world and of how we feel about it...
